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Liz King
@lizking.bsky.social
I am not a Woman Who Runs with the Wolves, I am a Writer Who Naps with Her Cat.
Toad in the hole and onion gravy, best cold weather food
December 13, 2025 at 6:22 PM
Always check throws and blankets before sitting down - the cat is a stealthy and cunning mistress of camouflage.
December 12, 2025 at 3:58 PM
8 am Me: At last! A whole day clear at the keyboard!
House over the road: *starts up woodchipper* Welp, this entire stand of trees isn’t going to chip itself…
(It’s still going. They just brought out more.)
December 9, 2025 at 10:16 AM
The age old dilemma. I need breakfast, but something across my ankles is snoring peacefully.
December 9, 2025 at 8:09 AM
Cat and I both have books to read. (She decided to appropriate the Angela Carter, obviously prefers wolves to spy thrillers.) Sorry, @vaseemkhanuk.bsky.social
December 7, 2025 at 9:46 AM
Cheat’s cioppino for tea- and I found some prawns for it, this time. ‘Mixed white fish’ is vaguely dubious, but decent chunks along with salmon.
December 6, 2025 at 6:09 PM
Most of the time, he is the very definition of #suave, well-dressed, professional, all stern confidence.
Other times, he is a grinning fiend, returned from a run, engulfing her in a sweaty hug, a truly terrible and ancient hoodie the last word in hobo chic.
#vss365
December 1, 2025 at 9:06 PM
Synopsis is drafted! Will sleep on it, and if it is still coherent tomorrow, I will send it out.
a woman is sitting at a desk in a classroom with the word schitts creek on the bottom
ALT: a woman is sitting at a desk in a classroom with the word schitts creek on the bottom
media.tenor.com
December 1, 2025 at 4:43 PM
In which a wet orange cat plonks herself down on a writer’s notebook, and refuses to allow further work to be done.
November 29, 2025 at 11:55 AM
*shrieks in Writer*

(… I am absolutely paralysed trying to get this synopsis right. It is fighting me every word of the way.)
November 28, 2025 at 7:10 PM
Proper cold weather cooking - liver and bacon in onion gravy, root mash and savoy cabbage. Plum crumble after.
November 25, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Waiting in for a parcel. Already over an hour past delivery slot, no further info. Will it actually arrive? Will I get to do the shopping today? Wasting the one nice day of the week hanging about, and it isn’t even for me. 😡
November 25, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Venison casserole (with sloe gin and chestnuts, but forgot to add the juniper berries) and root mash. Plum crumble afterwards. It’s all gone a bit posh nosh tonight.
November 23, 2025 at 6:43 PM
#Caturday is cancelled, by order of the Management. (Who has been out, got wet and cried about it, been dried and been given treats for her drama.)
November 22, 2025 at 10:02 AM
Me: I am writing a synopsis

Also Me:
a man in a blue shirt and tie is pointing at a bulletin board with a spider on it .
ALT: a man in a blue shirt and tie is pointing at a bulletin board with a spider on it .
media.tenor.com
November 19, 2025 at 7:00 PM
No modesty or elegance, just smug comfort
November 17, 2025 at 8:51 AM
Not going anywhere this morning - I need tea, and my feet are going numb, but there is snoring. She is very warm, and surprisingly heavy for something mostly fluff.
November 14, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Been writing a bunch of exposition and in-depth character stuff on the serious book recently, so switching it up today with the fic, writing a very violent fight for Monster bloke. Six foot plus of muscles and bad temper in a fight club arena. He‘s finished punching things, and picked up a sword.
November 12, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Fancy tonight. Bacon wrapped pheasant breast with cauliflower purée, and a warm salad of bacon, fennel, shallots and chestnuts/walnuts.
November 12, 2025 at 7:03 PM
There is a mouse Somewhere in my office. Madam spat it out and has now decided to laze about grooming. I am Not Relaxed about trying to sit at my desk right now.
November 12, 2025 at 2:51 PM
So - finally had my post surgery review re huge chunk of thyroid removed. All Clear. 🥳 Got a blood test next week to see if I need any meds, but I’m basically boring. All the WTF it was came out clean, I am so relieved.
November 11, 2025 at 6:47 PM
Game casserole, with a sloe gin gravy, and a potato-celeriac mash. It tastes of chestnuts and the kind of homemade happy juice that brings regret. (But not while eating it)
November 9, 2025 at 6:38 PM
“No” to Sunday. (There will be a magical appearance when the food bowl is rattled)
November 9, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Italian baked hake, white beans and spinach.
November 5, 2025 at 6:51 PM
Movies. Monsters. Mobsters. Murder.

A lone wolf P.I and a museum curator dodge cops and mobsters in 30’s Hollywood, after she finds a recently dead crook in a box that should contain an ancient princess.

The Mummy (1999) X Bringing Up Baby

#QuestPit #M #HS #F #W #C
November 5, 2025 at 3:47 PM